"Ugh…"
My head was pounding. It felt like someone had cracked my skull open with a hammer.
I clutched my forehead as I tried to sit up. There was a rustle of fabric, and I slowly opened my eyes.
The room was blanketed in pitch-black darkness, and I could hardly make out a thing. The curtains were drawn, and the lights weren't switched on. However, even without my sense of sight, I could feel that something was wrong.
For one thing, I was sure I was in a bed. I could feel the soft mattress beneath my fingers, paired with equally silky smooth comforters. This most definitely wasn't my humble bedroom. After all, I didn't have such a large bed, never mind such good quality sheets.
This also wasn't the infirmary. Even if I had the right to be here, the infirmary was a place where the lights were almost always switched on. Especially after the rogue attack, the infirmary would be lacking in beds.
